Cross Demons

I had a dream that squadrons of crosses were falling from heaven, upon striking the ground they instantly turned into demons Wielding scythes, they began cutting down the screaming masses. I was crouched in the foothills watching as blood came flowing down. One of the cross-demon people took notice as I turned to run. I awoke kicking the sheets. Just before it struck me. After that dream, I can't imagine being on the tribulation short list. To be whisked up into heaven.. No sir, I think I'll be mingling with cross-demons screaming and dropping F bombs. based on a true dream